"I swear, I didn't do this on purpose. Please give me a chance to make it up to you."
Of course, Yao Ran was in tears again.
Given Cheng Zhou's upbringing, he was understandably appalled to have a girl on her knees in front of him, and a girl who was reaching for his trousers at that.
He hurriedly helped Yao Ran back to her feet.
"It's all right. I do not think that you did it on purpose, so there's no need for you to go to such lengths. Now, I'll have to use one of the guest rooms to change into a more decent outfit. Please excuse me."
His tone was cold, but his expression was open and gentle.
Yao Ran saw this as a good sign. Her heart thundered inside her chest at their small exchange, and her cheeks turned pink.
She raised her head and looked at Cheng Zhou coyly through her lashes.
